To Be Happy

Squirming squirming squirming
We run up to the surface,
Grab air,
And race back down,
Wiggle our streamlined bodies
Into our little mudholes
Not caring
About all the particles
We send flying –
Floating rather –
Into the air,
Or should I say water?
Fine then, water.
Floating into the water.
We wiggle and wriggle
Our streamlined bodies
Into our little mudholes
Paying no attention
To the particles we send
Floating into the water.
What the heck is down there?
None of us know,
But we need to get down there
To be happy.

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